avatarAnthony O'Dugan

Summary

The text "The Reflection of Love" from CRAVE: Hidden Pleasures is an intimate exploration of the narrator's perception of love as a shared, divine reflection, and a sensual guide on how to connect deeply with a lover.

Abstract

"The Reflection of Love" is a poetic and erotic piece that delves into the essence of love as a mutual reflection between partners. The narrator reflects on the duality of love, recognizing it as both a personal and shared experience that encompasses a spectrum of emotions and sensations. The text transitions from a philosophical contemplation of love to a detailed, intimate description of a physical and emotional connection during a lovemaking encounter. It emphasizes the importance of mutual understanding, communication, and the joy derived from giving and receiving pleasure. The narrative concludes with a reminder of the sacredness of such connections, advocating for a slow, heartfelt, and exploratory approach to intimacy.

Opinions

  • Love is portrayed as a divine reflection that is both individual and shared, suggesting a deep interconnectedness between lovers.
  • The act of lovemaking is presented as a form of communication, where bodies "speak" and share desires without words.
  • The text suggests that true intimacy involves a slow, deliberate connection that aligns with the natural rhythm of the lovers' hearts.
  • There is an emphasis on the importance of eye contact, touch, and the gradual buildup of physical and emotional excitement.
  • The narrator implies that the beauty of love is in its ability to encompass a wide range of emotions, from joy to sadness, and that these emotions enhance the experience of intimacy.
  • The piece advocates for an exploratory and respectful approach to a partner's desires, encouraging lovers to take their time and savor the moments leading to and during their union.

EROTICA

The Reflection of Love

from CRAVE: Hidden Pleasures

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Reflecting upon the reflection that is your love, I see myself. I see the hope, I see the joy, I see the creation, I see the chaos, I see the happiness, I see the sadness. I see all things as I witness the Divine. “Your love is a reflection,” you whisper to me. “This I know,” I whisper back. This I know. In our embrace, I reflect upon your beauty. Is it mine, that I see, or it is yours? “It’s ours,” my mind whispers. Yes. That’s it. It is OURS. I reflect more. I CRAVE more wisdom. “How does she like to be touched?” I ask. “Like this:” her body replies,

Glide your fingertips gently up my leg and caress the outside of my hip. Don’t squeeze my ass, but leave your warm hand there. Take your other hand and lift my chin so my eyes meet yours. Look into my eyes. Speak to me with your thoughts. Look at my lips. Watch me bite them. You know what I CRAVE. Kiss me, softly, then hard. Take me. Bite my lips. Run your hands to my hips. Pull me to you. Spread me open to receive your heart. Kiss my neck. Put your hands in my hair and pull gently as you tongue your way down to my breasts. Watch my excitement as you kiss, lick, and suck the joy from them. Leave them happy. Kiss me again. Enter slowly into my sacredness and rock with the beat of our hearts. Let’s take our time tonight. The moon is low — it’s hours before dawn. Love me like I CRAVE to love you.

_______________________ © Anthony O’Dugan 2021

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